Rhiannon propped her sunglasses on her head and wiped at the inner corners of her eyes. When she refocused, she was staring at the short, spiked blades of grass before their feet, the ground’s meager offering for an early spring.
“For what it’s worth, I loved being in England. I loved everything about it. It’s why I got so angry... I was such an easy mark, for all of it. There is nothing they could’ve asked me to do that I wouldn’t have done. Literally nothing I wouldn’t have given up.” If there was grief in her voice, it was because Rhiannon had traded away a piece of identity when she became a slayer, and another when she disavowed herself of the Council, and those were pieces she believed she’d never get back.
“By the way, I threw out the stone,” she added as an afterthought. She slid the glasses back onto her nose.
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Rhiannon propped her sunglasses on her head and wiped at the inner corners of her eyes. When she refocused, she was staring at the short, spiked blades of grass before their feet, the ground’s meager offering for an early spring.
“For what it’s worth, I loved being in England. I loved everything about it. It’s why I got so angry... I was such an easy mark, for all of it. There is nothing they could’ve asked me to do that I wouldn’t have done. Literally nothing I wouldn’t have given up.” If there was grief in her voice, it was because Rhiannon had traded away a piece of identity when she became a slayer, and another when she disavowed herself of the Council, and those were pieces she believed she’d never get back.
“By the way, I threw out the stone,” she added as an afterthought. She slid the glasses back onto her nose.